
I didn't count how many trucks there were, but probably about 20 altogether. Really great group of people. We met some new club members and saw a few that we haven't seen in awhile. I drank half of my cherry jolly rancher martinis on Friday and got a good buzz going, but I started too early. I can't maintain a steady level of drinking without falling asleep, so I sobered up when I ate dinner. Boo.
On Saturday, we went with ToyMan on a new run. It was very scenic, a little technical, and lots of fun. A bunch of other people went on a run Mike led to Funny Rocks and Moon Rocks. We've done that so many times though (and that's where the Rover died last time) that it was cool to do something different.
I drank the rest of my jolly ranchers Saturday night. Nothing too exciting came from that. Ian's kids ran around with mullet wigs on. Mike backed Tony's trunk into a tree. Three people with guitars got a good jam session going around the campfire. We saw tons of stars on both clear nights. Magnetic "I masturbate," "I have erectile dysfunction," and "I have crabs" bumper stickers made their rounds on several trucks (including Claus's all the way back to
When we got back to town, we took showers and went to Ben's for some more pool time. Stupidly, I thought that 4:00 was too late to worry about sunscreen. My stomach, back, and neck are paying for that today. Darnit. It was a nice weekend, especially since I didn't worry about work at all.
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